Humpty Dumpty Sat On The Wall

For our writer's group last month's homework assignment was to take a nursery rhyme and add a modern-day twist...

Humpty Dumpty sat on 'The Wall'

To watch the Great America fall

All the democrats and republicans

Not able to put America together again

Humpty Dumpty, an egg, people say

Cried, ‘pity the people and pity the day

When, with war of words and shaking of fists

We wonder if loving kindness still exists’

Humpty Dumpty sat on the wall

Waiting out a countdown to 'Babylon’s fall'

But he dozed off, as eggs will, I guess

And he fell, oh, but it was a shell of a mess

Humpty Dumpty grew famous in death

His name on everyone’s lips with each breath

Crowds gathered to babble about Dumpty’s disgraces

Unaware of the glaring yellow egg on their faces

© Janet Martin

This was written in fun.
For a more serious look at politics read here; Discernment in The Trump Era

Let's Love...

Love is neither    black nor white

Liberal or conservative, Democrat or Republican

Love is always right. It is neither rich nor poor, Not something we do

But who we are.   Love makes no demands,   Seeks no revenge

Love leaves to God what love cannot avenge. Love makes lovely

Life’s loneliest place. Love does not point fingers

But holds up its candle in a halo of grace

Love is capable of far more

Than we can dream of

So while we can with 

what we have

Let’s love,

Love,

LO

V

E

© Janet Martin

What We Have...and Hello Again:)

Let’s cherish what we have

When ‘what we have’

Is each other

For in love’s broad sense are

We not all

Sister and brother?

How is it, what we have

Can blind us so

We sometimes overlook

The tender wonder of

Love’s tattered

Picture-book

"Valentine's Day sure is delicious" (little Luke's analysis:)

What we have offers

No guarantee

But this

What we have will

Join the trove

Of bygone loves we miss

© Janet Martin

Farewell, Mr. January...and Farewell For A While, Ms. Janet

 Mr. January 2017 was pretty gloomy most days...

off with you then so we can find out if February will be a friendlier fellow

With the exception of yesterday gray-on-gray was the color of almost every day!!

Farewell, dear fellow with pockets that spill

Frail mellow-yellow and gray, galling chill

Off to the archives of has-been you slip

In the grand scheme of daydreams, but a blip

Farewell and off you go, blow your best huff

Though we know you were born to bluster-bluff

Still, we are willing to hasten your leave

Never an encore from you do we plead

Will you be off now to warm up your toes?

What is the weather like where you repose?

If you like I’ll hold the door, point the way

Just in case you get to thinking you’ll stay

© Janet Martin

On this note...this is not only farewell Mr. January.
It is also farewell for a while, Ms. Janet.

Taking a blogging break, not forever but just for a while!
Thank-you for reading.
Until we meet again,
...live-love-pray-smile!

Salvation's Miracle

What miracle is wrought within

When we confess, repent of sin

Where we the best of love receive

The hour that we first believe

What fullness finds its faithful way

From God to mortal when we pray

Where we the best of life receive

The hour that we first believe

What hope fills time’s terminal toll

For bodies die, but never soul

Where we the best of death receive

The hour that we first believe

© Janet Martin